Every stone is a word
the earth writes to me.
Every cloud is a sentence
the sky writes to me.
Every wave is a note
the ocean writes to me.
Yet here I sit, illiterate.
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- I grew up in Christian fundamentalism, went to hell, came back, became a Presbyterian then a Buddhist Presbyterian, and now I'm a profane Presbyterian Zen Taoist -- not that I'm into labels or anything. Here's what I've learned so far: The more you know, the more you know you don't know.
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Profound... and yet ironically the disease that plagues humanity.
Thanks so much for your comment. And thanks, too, for making me aware of your blog. I look forward to reading it.
You're quite welcome.
The process of graduating from our mental conceptions and positions never ends. Qualitatively, it is "the process" that seems to light our way!
Yes. And we are part of that process. Am I the dancer? Or am I the dance?
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